Thirteen Days of Freedom Remain

Put another X on the calendar, summer's on its deathbed. There is simply nothing worse than knowing how it ends.

And in this case, it ends in school, so I'd say that's a fair statement. That's a song, by Panic! At the Disco, and that part's been in my head for the past few days and most likely will be in it for the next two weeks. I mean, I'm excited for school, very excited, especially with all the schooly things that have been going on that add to the excitment. I'm just not excited for my classes. Two AP classes and English X and Precalc. If you say Precalc it doesn't sound as scary, but I shiver with nervousness if I say Precalculus with Trigonometry. It had better be like Geometry and not Algebra. I honestly don't know how I've passed two Algebra classes. I don't remember any of it.

So, orientation was today, and my locker is in the middle of everything, which is quite annoying. Also I have a meeting with the counselor tomorrow because I have to figure out what the deal is with gym; right now there's just an empty spot in my schedule. Then I have to finish my English homework, which luckily I have made considerable progress on and shouldn't be that hard to complete, buy new shoes, and buy a backpack, and I should be ready for school. I got my picture taken even though I'm gonna get retakes because of my braces, and I realize now that that picture is going to go on my student ID, so it's a good thing I actually attempted to look semi decent and didn't wear the ponytail and crappy tshirt that I originally planned to wear.

Okay so band has begun, and it's fun, but I have a lot to do with band, work, and my homework, and I end up with pretty much zero freetime. I finished my outline for English yesterday and decided that today is a break day so that's why I'm not currently doing homework. So much to do. I need my frickin planner so I can write it all down, but noooo, there's no August, so the planner is useless. USELESS. Anyway, adios.